Stand up and fight, for you know we are right
We must strike at the lies that have
Spread like disease through our minds
You, you are going to die
Now march across for the freedom of our shattered lives
It's mind control, they've stolen my mind
I used to have the mind of a revolutionary now it's dead
Cause the Devil got these images that's dancing in my head
If I don't take these pills then I can't get out of bed
And I gotta pay the bills so I gotta take my meds
That's what the voice says, it was never there before
It was another voice that's telling me "
You're a father, you're a husband"
The argument is hard to win and leads to more discussion
Every other thought is rushing like it's fucking water busting
I've been sleeping with the TV cause I left it on
Pass out from the Xanny bars licking chicken szechuan
Bite my friggin' fingers, shit I think it must have kept 'em calm
Otherwise I'm like a ticking F-ing bomb, weapon drawn
Pacing 'round the floor freaking every creak I'm stepping on
Thought I heard the cops coming, oh I must've guessed it wrong
Flipped the stations all around, nothing but deception on
I don't know what's real or not, here on planet Methadone
Look, I'll never be mistaken for the social type
Overnight mix and match meds and get the potion right
Name it I take it I took it I baked it cooked it
And ate it like God made it 'til I'm crooked
Psycho pharmaceuticals rebooted my brain
But they're sustained by whatever's hundred proof in my veins
So when I took it, I stare at my reflection
Like it's throwing threats in my direction
Now I look at life and cope like any addict might
In an attic by candlelight
Every shade drawn, every day's dawn good and gone as I write
You can bet it's like street corner hustling
FDA muscling funnelling cash into new epidemics
They ushering mass produced fear
Paranoia that they mask with their lawyers and brass
Next stop poisonous gas, chain the citizen strain
Chain smoke stacks burn us to ash
We living in them days of the man made ways
They brainwashing us, it's America's plan
I'm 'bout to rebel, we all slaves in the system
We dying over money and relying on religion
We living in them days of the man made ways
They brainwashing us, it's America's plan
I'm 'bout to rebel, we all slaves in the system
We dying over money and relying on religion
I used to have the mind of a revolutionary but it's gone
I'm dishevelled, I'm a rebel, I'm a devil with a bomb
Never settle, every motherfucking ghetto has a song
Put the metal to my temple when I wrestle with Saddam
You see the mind control divide your soul
I rhymed it though in '94 but no
Y'all ain't listen to anything I was telling y'all
About the biochip inside you and impending war
I run over you fucking devils like I'm Mendenhall
Overseas they dying young, they sending y'all
The cash system is dead, y'all just pretend to ball
Glocks and clips, apocalypse repent or fall
Do y'all believe in the birth of a nation?
I call it control, they call it coercive persuasion
All of them serpents of Satan
I'mma build a bomb shelter, only let the persons of faith in
We live a harsh reality, get our brains washed out with filthy water
Caught up in the thrill of borders, walk among the killing quarters
I'm from a line of obsessive aggressive ill New Yorkers
Who built a fortress on top of bodies with rigor mortis
We saw this coming, history repeats and beats its soul
The difference is now business is the center of disease control
Diabetes, VDs, cancer and AIDS
Increasing the obesity as if we cannot be saved
Faced with the paranoia, void the call to actions in arms
Engaged to act the warriors, we all paying taxes for bombs
They taxing the farm, the laborers make minimum wage
Here in the States some owners take their pay and women as slaves
It's the beginning of phase eight, new decade and new plot
They sit and create plagues, inject us with flu shots
Behavioural reform informs away from the norm
It's mind control, define your soul, decide your fate, or be gone
We living in them days of the man made ways
They brainwashing us, it's America's plan
I'm 'bout to rebel, we all slaves in the system
We dying over money and relying on religion
We living in them days of the man made ways
They brainwashing us, it's America's plan
I'm 'bout to rebel, we all slaves in the system
We dying over money and relying on religion
Listen to me, because less than three percent of you people read books
And less than fifteen percent of you read newspapers
Right now, there is an entire generation that never knew anything
The largest company in the world controls the
Most awesome propaganda force in the whole world
So if you want the truth, go to your shelves, because
That's the only place you're ever gonna find any real truth
Check one two
Avengers Radio still in full effect here
My man Trademarc's in the back controlling the phone lines
And I understand we've got my man Crypt on the line
Outerspace, Army of the Pharaohs, Official Pistol Gang, Illadelph
Yo Crypt, what's cracking man?
Yo, what's good DC, what's popping big homie?
Just regulating these airwaves man
This Avenger Radio shit is crazy fam
Yo I appreciate that man but yo
Heads don't really consider Outerspace a real political group
But I know y'all got your eyes open you know
So we did this track together, Ain't Shit Changed
I'm about to get into it right now
Explain to the listeners what was the thought behind that track
We hope, we put people in office and shit keeps getting worse
People still out here struggling
People still out here losing their jobs
But what really changed? Nothing
Yo I'm in total agreement with you man
But yo Crypt I appreciate the call man
Aight homie no doubt, peace and love
Aight we're gonna get into it right now
This is Outerspace, Ain't Shit Changed on Avengers Radio
